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Cycles

from Cycles by Heirloome

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And in the dream he is a bird
I’m teaching how to fly
And I know he has to go
He was born for this goodbye

Twisting, parting ways
Stretching out forever
To the sky

Oh, brother mine
The male line

And in the dream I see your face
Young and old at once
And our grandfather is there -
He’s combing out your hair

There is a cycle to all things
Some of us, we need help
To grow wings

So in the dream just see me there
Flowers at my breast
And in my hands are tiny seeds
They're blooming in a nest

There is a cycle to all things
Some of us, we need help
To grow wings
There is a cycle to all things
Some of us
We need help
Flying with these wings

Oh, brother mine
The male line
The male line
The male line

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from Cycles, released November 19, 2021

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Heirloome Australia

There is a giant lily that grows, slowly, in the Himalayas. For most of its life, it appears to be an unassuming collection of heart-shaped leaves - until one day when it sprouts to 3 meters tall and unfurls in to angel-horn flowers.

For queer Australian artist Heirloome, a self-confessed ‘weird kid and late bloomer’, this flower is more than just an analogy - it’s a prophecy.
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